You talk about life you talk about death and

everything inbetween like its nothing and the words

are easy you talk about me and talk about you and

everything i do like it something that needs

repeated i dont need an alibi or for you to realise

the things we left unsaid are only taking space up

in our head make it my fault win the game point the

finger place the blame it does me up and down it

doesnt matter now coz i dont care if i ever talk to

you again this is not about emotion i dont need a

reason not to care what you say or what happened in

the end this is my interpretaion and it dont dont

make sense the first to wish to count to ten i hold

my breath and wonder when itl happen does it really

matter if half of what you said is true and half of

what i didnt do could be different would it make it

better if we forget the things we know would we have

somewhere to go the only way is down i can see that

now coz i dont care if i ever talk to you again this

is not about emotion i dont need a reason not to

care what you say or what happened in the end this

is my interpretaion and it dont dont make sense